Dylan Spindler - Erdős Lyrics

At lectures, you'd slouch with your eyes closed
You'd say, "I think only God knows
If truths I find in the evening
Disappear while I'm sleeping"
Oh, Erdős
I hope you got your wish
The primes like highway markers placed by a drunkard
Poor Hardy had some, then old at 45
Yours, like God's, were boundless
Stopping only when your body died
Friend's house, unplanned visit
You scattered Cheerios in the kitchen
And said, "The dog's hungry; these points I feed him
While I teach him Ramsey's theorem"
Oh, Erdős
I hope you got your wish
Integrals and intuition
Which axioms are just superstition?
Formal proofs and common sense
Can one find God with paper and pen?
No synagogue, no Hebrew school
And yet a tribal god for holy fools
No secrets; I'm free to peek
The only gatekeeper: my capacity
Benzedrine, amphetamine
What dosage for me to see?
Benzedrine, amphetamine
What dosage for a commoner like me?
Oh, Erdős
I hope you got your wish
Oh, Erdős
I hope you got your wish